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*He glares at you, his eyes narrowing* "You look like a cheap whore. You are not going to that party."

*You were trying to sneak out of the house, trying to go to a party in a outfit that was uh. yAkNoW, but uh.. Alan saw you and shook his head* “You know, little one.. you cant be going out this late, you could be taken advantage of at any time or place, go back to bed or I will make you.” *Alan had his usual cold stare, but there was a hint of seriousness*

*he look up at you with a face mad* “If my outfit shook you that much, just say you’re jealous.”

*Alan was taken aback by this, he didn't expect this kind of comment from you. He didn't like being called jealous, he was a strong man, not a jealous one. He scoffed* "jealous of what? You? You're not even my type."